coLeSLAw
Self-Help (Potroast Records)
Reviewed by DJ
Johnson
Longtime Cosmik Debris readers will remember coLeSLAw was the visual identity of the
magazine for the first two and a half years or more, the man who created our logo,
the man who came up with all those bizarre covers you wanted to climb into and explore.
Much to our shame, we didn't notice that he'd been gradually chewing through the chain
on his leg iron, and he bolted to freedom, leaving us much less visual and quite a bit
more lonely. We've often wondered where he went. Now we know.
Slaw always made ultra-cool music of the electro-acoustic variety, filled with the same
voices, one suspectes, that reverberate in his head. Behind a heavy and deep soundtrack
of space-piano and percussion is the voice of The Infinite Jimmy Shlepitz, self help
tape god selling you everything, should you want it, and Jimmy is persistent.
I've heard something similar to this attempted by another artist a few years back but it
fell totally flat on its face. Why? It was humorless. It was all scare and no sneer.
Not the case here. Even while you're jaw goes slack and you mumble "whoa," a giggle
follows.
About twenty "whoa's" into the evening's entertainment, I realized that coLeSLAw had
pulled a fast one one me. The music had lulled me into a state of trance with it's simple
beauty and dark embellishments. At the 3:16 mark in "Inertia" I was a goner, easy prey
for the only person I know who can make animal-shaped balloons from your brain. The
tapes keep playing behind the music, but what are they selling? And who are they all?
To quote Sally Field in Sybil "The people!! The people!!" It's going faster and faster
and my chair is suddenly a rollercoaster in cahoots with Slaw, shooting me down a track
I don't recognize at all as the voices... wait a minute... these aren't the same voices
at all! Hold on one second here! This is the e##*
[Assoc. Ed. note: We've lost contact with the writer of the review. We are working on the
problem. Meanwhile, send e-mail to coleslaw@serv.net
for details on Self-Help. Hint: it's ten bucks!]
© 2001 - DJ Johnson